The Dragon chopping platform is said to be a platform.
It''s actually a mountain.
But the mountain broke halfway up the mountain, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.
It''s like being cut open by a sword.
There is no cloud and fog on the Dragon chopping platform, and there is nothing to hide your vision.
Only a trace of mottled blood.
It seems to have witnessed the changes of endless years.
These blood stains.
It is the blood of the legendary dragon.
On the table, except for blood.
There are many mysterious veins.
These veins are irregular, as if they were cut and chiseled later.
But no one dares to ignore these veins.
Because these are the principles of becoming saints of the founding saints of the northern Tang Dynasty.
It was rumored tens of thousands of years ago.
This mountain is called Molong mountain.
A millennium ink dragon lives in it.
Of course, it''s called Molong. It''s just gold on the face.
The real is just an ink Jiao.
However, this Mo Jiao is even more powerful than the White Emperor.
It has long been the ninth peak of Da Neng realm.
Only one step away, it can be called the demon saint.
Unfortunately, he met the founder saint of the northern Tang Dynasty.
The saint was named Yu Beitang.
The northern Tang clan was named after him.
The sage of the northern Tang Dynasty was only the nine peaks of the great energy realm at that time.
I don''t know why.
Come to Molong mountain and fight with Mo Jiaolong.
It is said that the war lasted ten days and ten nights.
The mountains and rivers were broken and the sun and moon hung upside down.
But in the end, the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty were stronger.
The sword cuts the ink dragon here.
It is a breakthrough in the battle of life and death.
Become holy!
The battle between saints and Mo Jiaolong in the northern Tang Dynasty.
Today, it is still praised by countless people.
On the Dragon cutting platform, there are also occasional opportunities.
Great increase in strength.
Therefore, the fame of the Dragon chopping platform is also high for a long time.
And today.
The fame of the Dragon chopping platform will certainly rise to a higher level.
Because a battle that will shock China and the whole world is about to break out here.
"Today is the appointed day. I don''t know whether Xiao Changfeng will come."
Around the Dragon chopping platform, it has long been overcrowded.
Within ten thousand meters, there are many people.
At a rough glance, there are no less than 100000 people!
"Whether he comes or not, today will be of great significance."
Some people are excited and look forward to the early arrival of the duel.
Tear!
A sword light pierced the sky.
An old man wearing a long shirt and carrying a long sword appeared.
The old man didn''t fall around the Dragon cutting platform, but stood in the air.
Standing on top of everyone.
But no one dares to gossip.
Because this is a strong man in the realm of power.
"It''s the ancestor of the Lu family. I heard that he was the elite of the Lu family. He was slaughtered by Xiao Changfeng. The battle of Wuling was even more defeated."
The visitor is the ancestor of the Lu family.
At this time, many people recognized him and whispered.
The ancestor of the Lu family looked cold and said nothing.
He came here today to witness Xiao Changfeng''s defeat.
Although it''s not personal revenge.
But it is also enough to comfort the spirits of future generations.
"It seems that we are not late!"
An evil voice sounded.
The crowd looked sideways.
I saw two figures coming together.
One of them had a bald head and a gecko.
It''s the ancestor of evil cloud.
And the enchanting red shadow beside him.
It''s a demon.
"Unexpectedly, the demon lady and evil cloud ancestor of Wanbao auction store also came!"
The name of a demon moves in all directions.
Although father Xie Yun doesn''t often go out, his fierce name is also frightening.
The demon and the ancestor of evil cloud stood aside and did not interfere with the Dragon chopping platform.
Obviously just to be a spectator.
"The people of the northern Tang clan are coming!"
Suddenly there was a cry in the crowd.
In an instant, everyone''s eyes were attracted.
In the far sky.
A large number of people came in.
Most of them are disciples of the northern Tang sect.
They were on both sides, neat and solemn.
Like a hundred battles.
But today they just came to watch the war, not the protagonist.
"It''s elder Fengling Peking University!"
Someone had sharp eyes and saw the elder in the crowd.
Fenglingbei is the great elder of the northern Tang clan. It''s natural to come forward in person for such a big event.
"Elder Xu Mohe is also here!"
Among the crowd, Xu Mohe, half human and half scorpion, is very conspicuous.
Many people are very afraid of this notorious elder.
"Huaiyin ancestor is also coming!"
Except fenglingbei and xumo river.
The burly old woman also came.
This is also a strong man with great reputation.
Compared with xumo River, it is only strong but not weak.
Although he didn''t fight in Wuling city that day.
But no one dared to underestimate him.
Three powerful people.
Many disciples of the northern Tang sect.
This lineup is not luxurious.
Of course, this is not all the details of the northern Tang clan.
As one of the nine.
There are naturally more than three strong people in the realm of great energy.
But they can''t all go out.
But these three people are enough.
Boom!
A fiery red figure, like a meteor.
Flying out of the crowd of the northern Tang clan.
Go straight to the Dragon cutting platform.
"The son of 100 poisons, he finally came!"
Seeing this fiery red figure, 100000 people were excited.
The son of 100 poisons, one of the belligerents, finally arrived.
Today''s 100 poison saint is still wearing that fire red robe.
A month passed.
His injury in the secret territory of Qianling has completely recovered.
However, he was unable to break through the Huangwu realm because he lost too much real water.
But he is confident.
With his own strength, he can kill Xiao Changfeng.
"All gratitude and resentment, all hatred, end today!"
A ferocious color appeared on the white and feminine face of the hundred poison saint.
For this war.
He is well prepared.
As long as Xiao Changfeng comes, he will never come back.
"If you don''t dare to fight, you will lose your tongue. At that time, thousands of people will point out that even hongdaoyuan and tierujun can no longer protect you."
The son of 100 poisons narrowed his eyes slightly and set his mind.
The sun rises in the East and sets in the West.
From morning to noon and then to afternoon.
Xiao Changfeng has not yet appeared.
"Xiao Changfeng doesn''t really dare to come, does he?"
Someone is impatient to wait.
"This is also normal. After all, the opponent is the son of 100 poisons. There is no 81 in the list of hidden dragons. If I were Xiao Changfeng, I couldn''t avoid the war."
Someone nearby responded, apparently thinking that Xiao Changfeng would not come.
On the Dragon chopping platform.
The son of 100 poisons still stands with his hands on his back, like a straight long gun.
No impatience, no anxiety.
The ancestors of the Lu family and fenglingbei in the air were not in a hurry.
Finally, the sun set and approached the evening.
"Coming!"
Someone exclaimed, as if he had lit an explosive barrel.
In an instant, everyone looked up.
I saw the golden sunset.
The five figures came into the world like immortals.
Xiangfei and master Huang stand out.
The other two are hongdaoyuan and tierujun.
But at this time, people''s eyes were not on them.
But gathered on the young man headed by him.
"Xiao Changfeng, it''s incredible that he really came!"
Ten thousand people were in an uproar and excited.
The son of 100 poisons also tilted his mouth and showed a ferocious smile.
"Xiao Changfeng, you''re here at last!"